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(She seemed to be trying to win everyone's heart, even some Hufflepuff girls fell into her trap.)
"...Am I some kind of evil dark wizard?" she said angrily.
"Oh, do I have anything to do with this?" Connor leaned over to take a look... Obviously, she must be one of those so-called "Hufflepuff girls".
"Strange..." Kanna picked up the newspaper thrown on the table and read it again.
"Kyle, why are there so few articles about you?"
“Maybe she thinks I’m just ordinary and there’s nothing good to write about,” Kyle said.
There was not only little content related to him, it was almost like a gift for a buy-two-get-one-free deal. There was only one mention of him in an inconspicuous place in the middle of the newspaper, and there were less than three lines in total.
Others also noticed this and spoke up for Kyle.
But Kyle didn't think so. Rita Skeeter's articles... naturally, the less they appear, the better.
Besides, this is Hogwarts, so he doesn't need to rely on the Daily Prophet to promote himself and expand his fame.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the Slytherin table.
Krum seemed to know what was in the newspaper. He had always been expressionless, as if he had no interest in anything, but now his expression changed for the first time.
His face flushed with anger and he overturned the plate, pouring all the soup in the plate onto Crabbe's head opposite him, without wasting any of it.
Krum did not apologize, or perhaps he was so angry that he did not notice this at all. He said something in Bulgarian and quickly left the auditorium.
Although no one present knew what he meant by that sentence, Kyle guessed...it was most likely about the family tree of Zanmelita Skeeter.
This issue of the Daily Prophet has once again aroused everyone's expectations for the Triwizard Tournament, and they can't wait to jump directly to the 30th.
Of course, except for the three warriors... Kyle didn't know what Krum was thinking, but he could see that Fleur had become more and more nervous since the countdown to the final week before the first project.
At Maxime's request, she had temporarily moved out of the Hufflepuff dormitory and returned to Beauxbatons' carriage, and she no longer came to the castle to attend classes with the seventh-year students.
Whenever we met, she was always absent-minded.
And so it went until Friday…only two days left until the start of the first project.
Since the morning, the castle has been filled with a palpable sense of anticipation and excitement.
"How's it going, are you nervous?" While eating breakfast, Cedric kept dragging plates of fried eggs and bacon towards Kyle.
The others not only did not stop his rude behavior, but even stood up and helped to bring the plates that were farther away...
Soon, the plates in front of Kyle were piled up like a small mountain.
"I'm not nervous, but can you guys be a little more normal?" Kyle said, "The first project is not going to be a competition of who can eat the most bacon..."
But no one listened to him.
Kyle could only speed up his eating, wanting to leave this overly enthusiastic place as soon as possible.
Just then, the messenger arrived.
A flock of owls rushed into the hall, dropping letters and packages to every student.
Among them, six sturdy long-eared owls were the most conspicuous. They grabbed a long package together and threw it on the Hufflepuff table.
"Kyle, this is for you!" someone saw the name written on it and shouted.
"For me?" Kyle finished the last bit of the sandwich in his hand, then stood up and looked over.
"What did you buy?" Cedric asked.
"I don't know," Kyle said. "I haven't bought anything recently... but it looks like a broom."
The package was long and thick at one end and thin at the other, which was the usual packaging method used by Quidditch boutiques.
While talking, Kyle also noticed a card hanging outside the package.
"Congratulations on becoming a warrior. This is such a great surprise. I want to prepare a gift for you, but I don't know what to give you. After thinking about it, this is the most suitable one. I hope you like it.
...Sirius Black."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 509 Professor Lockneil
It was sent by Sirius, could it be... Kyle seemed to have thought of something and immediately opened the package.
Sure enough, just as he guessed, there was a beautifully crafted broom inside.
Firebolt.
On the day Sirius was acquitted, he wanted to buy it and give it to Kyle, but Kyle refused at that time because there was no Quidditch match that year.
Unexpectedly, a few months later, he still bought it.
"Firebolt, who gave you this as a warrior's gift?" Cedric shouted excitedly, "We also have Firebolt, now... oh, no, there is no Quidditch game this year."
Cedric seemed a little lost, but he quickly cheered up.
Anyway, it's always good to have a Firebolt. They can use it next year. By then, he wants to see whether the Gryffindor...especially Fred and George, can continue to be so arrogant.
Mikel was also very excited. He looked at the Firebolt carefully, as if he was admiring a rare treasure.
"What a shame..." He muttered quietly, "It would be nice if we could bring a broom to the Triwizard Tournament."
……
Soon, everyone knew that Kyle had received a Firebolt.
But because they were all thinking about tomorrow's Triwizard Tournament, and because Harry had received a Firebolt last year and the novelty had worn off, this incident did not cause much of a stir.
Kyle took another look at the note written by Sirius and said nothing. He just put the Firebolt back in the dormitory and went to class.
However, what he didn't expect was that today's surprise was not just a fire crossbow.
The last class in the morning was Care of Magical Creatures. Hagrid got a large group of fire crabs from somewhere, and these creatures carrying gems quickly attracted everyone's interest.
While everyone was busy feeding lettuce to the fire crabs, Hagrid came to Kyle quietly.
He leaned down, pretending to observe the lettuce leaves on the ground, and said in a very low voice: "Come to my cabin to find me at midnight today. Remember not to be discovered by others."
Then Hagrid stood up and said loudly, "Well, Kyle, you have mastered the technique of feeding fire crabs." He winked and left.
"Why did Hagrid ask you to go find him?" Connor asked.
"He probably wants to show me something." Kyle said, "We can come together tonight...if you don't want to sleep."
"But is this okay?" Connor said, "What if someone finds out?"
"Don't worry." Kyle smiled and said, "At this time, the invisibility cloak will come in handy. I know the Disillusionment Charm, so I can hide myself well without that thing."
Kanna's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.
So that afternoon, Kyle gave the invisibility cloak to Connor. At eleven-thirty at night, Kyle used the Disillusionment Charm to quietly leave the dormitory, and then passed through the barrel door of the common room and came to the corridor outside.
He waited outside for a while, and after about a few minutes, the door of the wooden barrel next to him was opened a little again.
"Kanna?" Kyle asked in a low voice tentatively.
"it's me."
Suddenly, a head appeared in the air. Kanna said nervously, "How's it going? You haven't been discovered, have you?"
"No." Kyle said, "They did their homework until the early morning yesterday and went to bed at 11 o'clock today."
"Me too."
Connor then put on her invisibility cloak again, and the two of them went through the castle as planned.
It was pitch dark outside, and they walked along the field towards the light coming from Hagrid's hut.
However, they were not the only ones coming here tonight. The door of the cabin was half open, and Kyle could clearly hear the laughter and conversation coming from inside from a long distance away.
"Oh no, there's someone here." Kanna said nervously, "What should we do?"
"Let's wait and see." Kyle said, and the two took a few steps forward.
At this moment, Yaya's roar suddenly came from the hut.
The talking stopped and Hagrid walked out the door.
Then another person came out and asked in confusion, "Is anyone here?"
"No, there isn't." Hagrid looked around and said in a deliberately loud voice, "I think it should be a cat-kneazle. Fang likes to play with cat-kneazles in the Forbidden Forest."
"Kneazle, oh, this place is really interesting, I like the Forbidden Forest." The man raised his head and drank the contents of the cup in one gulp.
"I have to go Hagrid, it was nice to meet you, see you tomorrow."
"Wait a minute, Lockneir." Hagrid called him, "I'm going to show you something great. You've never seen it before."
"what?"
"You'll know in a moment." Hagrid said mysteriously, "But we still have to call Ms. Maxime. I promised her."
The two walked towards the Beauxbatons carriage again. Along the way, Hagrid kept looking back, as if he was confirming something.
It was not until he felt a stone hit his arm that he felt relieved and quickened his pace to the carriage.
Not far behind the two, Kyle threw the remaining stones in his hand back to the ground and explained to Connor: "That person is Professor Locknier of Beauxbatons. We have met before."
Kyle was talking about the time he went to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in Romania. Like Newt, Lockneil was an expert invited by the sanctuary.
At that time, Kyle made a lot of money from him using those badly damaged dragon scales.
"Are there other professors from Beauxbatons here?" Connor asked in confusion, "I thought it was only Madam Maxime."
"He must have just arrived," Kyle said. "After all, if he had been here from the beginning, he would have definitely shown up in the auditorium, but none of us had seen him before today."
As they were talking, Ms. Maxime came out. Just as Lockneel was about to step forward, Hagrid had already extended a hand and helped her down the golden steps.
The three then walked around the paddock where the Talisman Horse was and entered the Forbidden Forest.
Kyle and Connor were following them not too far behind, and their conversations could be heard occasionally.
"Hagrid, Lockneir, where are you taking me?"
"I don't know, Headmaster." Locknir said, "I was just about to go back to bed... To be honest, it's much colder here than Beauxbatons."
"If you go back now, you'll definitely regret it." Hagrid said hoarsely, with an undisguised excitement, "You'll like it, it's worth seeing, believe me, but... remember to keep it a secret, don't tell anyone, okay? You're not supposed to know."